Our worries grow to the limits of our perceived existence.
When you can imagine the world as far as the corners of the planet, your worries accordingly grow to encompass the globe. Fears of faraway wars, pollution, global warming, of shrinking rainforests, torture and rape and murder. Nightmares of a future devoid of life.
If your life is limited to the world you physically see, then your worries still fill your entire world. Fear of accidents and muggings. Of all the million and one misfortunes that could befall you from the moment you wake to the moment you're back, safe in bed.
(And perhaps even there too).
And if your life is limited to yourself, even in yourself you will find fear. Fear of toxins and poisons and viruses and bacteria and cancer. Of your own body turning on you.
Nothing in life is out to get you. There is a point in time where you will die. Between now and then your only enemy is your own fear. Your fear that will simply slow down the amount of living you do before that day comes.
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